Chapter 237: Abduction
The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire
It was late at night, and only a few people were on the street
Janet stood outside the cafe and stared at the minibus driving toward her. She broke into a cold sweat
as the vehicle approached her.
The headlights of the minibus pierced into the dark alley. The car trundled into the street and halted in
front of
Janet. Just then, the door flew open. As Janet dropped her palm that was blocking the light, she saw
several men storming out of the car.
They were all dressed in black, wearing baseball caps and masks. Janet looked up, and her gaze met
one of the menâs fierce eyes. It was the same man who had brought the spiked coffee for her in the
cafe. He was the rapist Kent had mentioned earlier.
âIs this her?â The man in the lead walked forward and asked in a hushed voice.
Jocelyn had called them on short notice. They would do anything for money. Besides, they didnât know
Jocelyn. The woman in front of him was wearing the same clothes and sunglasses as the one who had
contacted them before.
They thought she must be Jocelyn. Hearing what they said, Janet breathed a sigh of relief. It looked
like they didnât sense anything wrong. Janet had changed into Jocelynâs clothes, and it was late at
night.
That was probably why they didnât realize she was the wrong woman.
âWhere are you taking her?â Janet subconsciously gripped Jocelynâs hand.
The men exchanged glances and burst out laughing.
âJust leave it to us. Give us the money and consider the job done. We know what to do,â the man in the
lead replied briefly and walked over to take Jocelyn.
Janet subconsciously flinched back. The menâs maniacal laughter and their hungry eyes disgusted
Janet. She couldnât help but rethink her decision.
These men would undoubtedly ruin Jocelyn. She couldnât even bring herself to imagine what they might
do to her. Ethan cast a sidelong glance at Janet and saw the hesitation in her eyes. He grabbed
Jocelynâs arm and handed her to the men.
âJust take her away and do as agreed,â he said, waving his hand.
The menâs laughter grew louder and reverberated across the silent street. They carried Jocelyn into the
car and slammed the door shut. Soon, the engine started, and plumes of smoke rose from the engine.
Before they knew it, the minibus disappeared into the dark night.
Janet didnât move until the minibus disappeared from her sight. Ethan examined her face and wrapped
his arm around her shoulder.
âWhat happened? Are you still thinking about her? You didnât make any mistake. If it werenât for luck
and your wisdom, you would have ended up in that car instead of her.â He paused and sneered.
âJocelyn isnât as merciful as you are. If those men had taken you away, she would be celebrating it.â
The more Janet thought about what could have happened to her, the more frightened she became.
After a while, she turned to look at Ethan, suppressing her pity and concern for Jocelyn.
âLetâs go home. Iâve been busy all night and havenât had dinner yet.â
Ethan was right. Jocelyn had started everything. The woman deserved it for coming up with a vindictive
plan. She couldnât show any sympathy toward a cruel woman like Jocelyn.